Clump of Cells
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Clump of Cells
The clump of cells grew
The clump of cells had feet and hands
The clump of cells could feel
The clump of cells fight with everything
The clump of cells came out a dead baby
The parasite was alive
It took energy from its host
The parasite had a heart like its mom!
The parasite wanted life
The parasite was just a dead baby when it came out
The unwanted baby smiled
The unwanted baby had eyes like her mom
The unwanted baby had the most adorable smile
The unwanted baby loved its mom- it knew who gave her nutrients
But the unwanted baby was unwanted so it was just a dead baby when it came out
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Blends personal experience (unwanted pregnancy) with abstract commentary on life/death.
Multiple interconnected ideas about existence, personhood, rejection compressed densely.
Deeply negative: death, rejection, unwantedness dominate despite moments of tenderness.
Repetitive structure creates driving rhythm; emotional intensity moderate, not explosive.
Approximately 22 lines; falls within 16-30 range.
Uses simile (eyes/heart like mom), personification, repetition; moderately ornamented.
Primarily lyric voice with shifting frames; some narrative stance but mostly internal reflection.
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